Wilson was silently writing in his work journal at his small desk in his little shack of a home in the middle of the woods, which for him, is as normal as it gets. He really loves his privacy, so having a small house on the outskirts of a town is really nice for him, but he has to leave every now and then. Mainly for food, toilet paper, and other household items because wether he liked it or not, he was still human.

And unfortunately, this is one of those days. What Wilson does, is that he drives into town and buys tons of food and other necessities so then he doesn't have to go back a lot. Even though he doesn't out of his home a lot, doesn't mean he likes it. Wilson is an awkward man, and he knows it, it's not really something he's proud of.

He slowly ended his work, got up from his seat, and regretingly walked down the stairs, grabbed his keys and wallet, and left the comfort of his home.

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"So, where are we stopping again?" Wigfrid asked, getting bored of being on a stupid train.

"Wolfgang not no name, but know it is close." Wolfgang said.

Wigfrid, Wolfgang, Webber, and Wess were on a train going to another town for the traveling circus that they worked for. Wigfrid wasn't really a circus preformer, but when the owner offered her money and the promise of plenty of cheering fans, she was in. Plus, she had always been real good friends with Wolfgang ever since she met him at one of her shows a long while back. Since then, she's made real good friends with Wess and especially Webber.

"We think that this ride is taking too long." Webber said, agreeing with Wigfrid.

She smiled at him, "At least someone here doesn't think that riding isn't the best thing since toilet paper."

The three turned to Wess, who was happily looking out the window, turned to them and shrugged innocently.

"We think that we have to up our game though, we heard there is going to be some kind of magic show in the town we are going to." Webber warned.

"Ahh good! I could use a little competition, it helps people relize how good I truely am." Wigfrid said proudly.

Webber gave her a confused look.

"I mean, we, how good we are!" Wigfrid corrected.

Webber smiled at her.

"Wolfgang thinks that we have nothing to worry about, our act is one of the best!" Wolfgang said.

Wess nodded happily and proudly.

"We can over come anything!" Webber said happily.

The four people continued to pump each other up until they got to the small town that was about ten minutes away.

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"Willow! Can you please put the books on the cart away?" Winkerbottom loud-whispered to her intern.

Willow nodded to her boss and started to do her job. She had recently moved to this town to start a new life away from her pyromanic habits, and Winkerbottom offered her a job because she belives that everyone diserves a second chance. Since then, Willow had been obediantly working for her only friend and the only person in the town who knew about her fire crazy mind. The idea was keeping Willow's mind off of fire, and so far it had been working fairly well.

Winkerbottom, just wanted to help and since she was distant from her family and didn't have any friends, she enjoyed having Willow around. Winkerbottom dispite looking mean at first, she was really a sweet old woman and Willow was really sweet but looked and sometimes acted mean toward new people. Due to this, Winkerbottom and Willow had a but in common when it comes to interacting with people.

But besides Winkerbottom Willow really didn't know anyboby in the town. Whenever she went out, she alway avoided eye contact from everyone around her. She didn't feel the need to make anymore friend out of the blue like that, she figured if someone wanted to be her friend, they'll say something.

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Wilson was almost done with his shopping, he had already picked up some robot parts for something he's working on, and now he was food shopping. His cart was already about half-way full, but it didn't help that he still needed more food. Wilson kept going down isle by isle, picking up food by food, almost zombie like. As Wilson was walking down the isles he started to here some yelling from one of the isles near him.

He walked to the isle where the noise was coming from. A muscular man was yelling at a twenty some years old women for accidently running into him.

"I-I'm sorry, I w-was i-in a rush..." the women pleaded.

"Oh yeah! That's what they all say!" the man yelled.

Wilson immediatly felt bad for the women and before he could reason himself out of it he walked up to the man and said, "Hey! It was obviously an accident, let it go!"

"Or what!?" the man chanllenged.

Wilson gulped, he wasn't a fighter and the man seemed very strong. But before the man could paint the floor with Wilson's blood, the manager of the store walked up to the man with an angry expression on his face.

"I'm sorry sir, but I have to ask you to leave!" the manager asked.

"Leave!?" the man yelled.

"Yes, or I will call the cops to make you leave!" the manager tested.

The man grunted and silently left the store angerly.

The manager turned to the women, "I'm sorry ma'm, are you alright?"

She nodded and the manager nodded back and left her with Wilson.

"Thanks." she said quielty to Wilson.

"Huh?" he asked, turning his gaze to her.

"Ya know, thanks for helping me."

"Oh, sure!" he said proudly.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"Wilson." he said, "And you are?"

"Willow." she said shyly.

"Well, Miss Willow it's a pleasure to make your accentance!" Wilson bowed.

Willow giggled, "Gee, thanks!"

"My pleasure, just being a gentleman!" he replied.

"Well, I'll see ya around Wilson!" she said, waving good bye.

"Good bye, Willow." he waved back.

As the two seperated they started to relize how much they made each other's crappy day.

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Woodie was happily whistling too himself as he drove home from another day of work. He was a lumberjack who took pride in his work, he cut down trees in the forest just off the edge of town, and was returning home from another great day. Just as he was reaching into the heart of the town, his little brother called.

"Hiyya Dan!" he said into the phone.

"Hey Woodie! You remember about tomorrow, right?" Dan asked on the other side of the line.

"Of course! Wendy is comen' over tomorrow at four, have food and the house ready by then!"

"Great! You do remember!"

"Of course I'd remember seeing my little niece! I'm even taken' the day off to do to some house clean'n!" Woodie replied proudly to his brother.

"That's great! Thanks a lot for looking after while Susan and I go on our trip." Dan thanked.

"Anythin' for you Dan!" Woodie said.

"I'll talk to you later!" Dan said.

"Bye!" Woodie said, and clicked the 'Hang Up' button on his phone.

Woodie sighed and thought, It will be nice to have Wendy over, I haven't seen her in awhile.

He was just hoping she's doing better than the last time that he saw her, it was when she was eight, at her twin sister Abigail's funeral.

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Almost there...Wilson thought as he put the finishing touch on his project, he had spent countless hours on it. He always wanted to make this project and turn it from just an idea to a reality.

"And... done!" Wilson happily exclaimed.

"SYSTEMS TURNED ON" the robot said.

"Finally after two years, project WX-78 is now finished!" Wilson proclaimed triumphantly.

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I really like the beginning of this story so far, and I hope that you liked it! Please review if you liked it, have suggestions, or criticisms.

Thank you so much for reading!

-The Baagel Child